In the battle of the challenge arena, everyone must challenge another 11 people and have a total of 11 fierce battles.

Although we will meet the strongest people sooner or later, the sequence is extremely important. No one will try his best at the beginning. At that time, even if he wins, he will win miserably, and his physical state will decline sharply.

Therefore, the battle of the whole challenge arena will become more intense in the future.

The previous rounds are not so important. Everyone will retain their strength and test the strength of others. Only by knowing themselves and the enemy can they be invincible in a hundred battles.

Fang Li ranked first in the second round and had priority. Except Han Xiaozi and Mo Wugui, it was difficult for anyone selected by him to have a chance to win.

"Just you." Fang Li's finger pointed to baiziyue, who ranked eighth, stunned the crowd. They thought Fang Li would choose Ye Chen or Xiao Xiao, who was weak. Unexpectedly, Fang Li's first person to challenge was baiziyue, who stepped into the realm of the holy way. It's really incredible.

"What a lonely man." in the void, Chang Qingshan looked at Fang Li, and a look of appreciation appeared on his face.

Fang Li, Prince Wu of Qin Dynasty, has already understood the soul of martial arts. His strength is unfathomable. He is the popular person to win the championship this time. Naturally, he will not take the initiative to invite people with weak strength.

This is not to say that Fang Li is conceited, but because he is too confident in his strength and disdains to take the initiative to challenge the weak.

Baizi Yue's eyes coagulated and looked deeply at Fang Li. He didn't expect Fang Li to choose himself. He couldn't help laughing bitterly.

Whew!

His figure flickered, and baiziyue fell in front of Fang Li. On his body, there was a thick cold, and the surrounding water vapor turned into frost and suspended in the void.

"You can choose to give up, so as not to affect the subsequent battle." Fang Li said faintly, which made the crowd tremble. Fang Li actually let baiziyue give up directly, which shows that he is very confident in his strength and will surpass baiziyue.

When Bai ziyue heard Fang Li's words, his eyes solidified slightly, but he shook his head.

"You and I have all stepped into the realm of the holy way. Even if I think I am invincible, I won't give up directly. After all, I also want to see how strong Prince Qin Wu is."

There was a chill in Bai ziyue's voice. Behind him stood many people of Xuelan sect. If Bai ziyue didn't even have the courage to fight in the first World War, how would he face the battle in the future.

"You'll regret it."

A cold voice came out of Fang Li's mouth. Suddenly, his steps stepped out. Zhenyuan roared and poured down like a flood, locking Bai ziyue's body.

"War!"

Feeling Fang Li's terrorist forces, Bai ziyue gritted his teeth and stepped out heavily.

The sound of roaring came out, and endless frost bloomed in the void. Unexpectedly, it condensed an ice crystal phoenix flying for nine days. Its wings fluttered on the fan, and the DPRK left to kill.

"Ice crystal wings!"

Bai ziyue almost roared. His hands were empty, and the crystal awn flickered. People could hardly see any track. It was too fast, and his eyes were completely.

"The strong part of the frost is to limit the enemy into a turtle in a jar, and then slowly erode it, but you want to attack and take the lead with speed. It's really stupid." Fang Li's voice suddenly sounded, and his face was as usual and took a step forward slowly.

Whew, whew, whew!

The terrible sound of breaking the air sounded and the palm wind roared, as if to crush the space alive.

A golden palm print appeared in the void, full of domineering atmosphere.

"What terrible martial arts." the crowd stared at the golden palm print. It was the first time they saw Fang Li's hand. It was so amazing that it seemed as if the palm print fell from the sky, so that they could not avoid it.

"Holy Level martial arts, and have been cultivated to a perfect level." Duan Chongyu's tone was a little dignified, which stunned the crowd. This golden palm print was holy level martial arts.

What's more frightening is that Fang Li has cultivated the holy order martial arts to a perfect level, which is a terrible talent.

Ye Chen's eyes were also surprised. He knew that Fang Li was very strong, even stronger than Han Xiaozi, but it was beyond his expectation to cultivate the holy order martial arts to a perfect level and display it so easily.

"Prince Qin Wu, Fang Li!"

Ye Chen whispered. If he wanted to win the position of leader, he must be a strong enemy.

Looking at the huge golden palm print in the sky, baiziyue's face was gloomy. This palm not only contained the power of Zhenyuan, but also the power of soul. It was too powerful to resist.

"It seems that I overestimate my strength after all. I don't even have the qualification to let you show your martial spirit."

Bai ziyue said secretly in his heart. He looked up at Fang Li. The overbearing breath made it very difficult for him to breathe, let alone fight back.

From the very beginning, baiziyue lost, losing completely in momentum.

"I admit defeat."

Bai ziyue opened his mouth and said that even if he could stop this palm, there was no chance of winning.

When the words fell, the terrible golden palm print also disappeared without a trace. Fang Li didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue. As soon as he stopped, his body flickered, returned to his position, slowly closed his eyes, as if he had just done a trivial thing and didn't take it to heart.

Looking at Fang Li entering the refined state, Bai ziyue had a more bitter smile on his face, shook his head and reluctantly returned to his position. Such a battle was really helpless and had no power to fight back.

World War I ended and World War II began.

Han Xiaozi went straight out and locked his eyes on Nie Feng.

"I must defeat Fang Li in the challenge arena. Before that, I will fight with you." Han Xiaozi said in a loud voice, but his eyes turned to Fang Li.

As for why he didn't choose Ye Chen, it was because he couldn't see through the strength of Ye Chen.

In the second round of the Imperial War, although Ye Chen ranked last and took the 12th seat, he killed Zhu Hao and Yang Tuo. In terms of real strength, ye Chen must be in the top six.

"You won this war."

Nie Feng didn't even stand up. He said it and closed his eyes. There's no need to support this war. It's better to accumulate strength and prepare for other battles.

"Hum!"

Han Xiaozi snorted coldly and, like Fang Li, returned to his original place.

In the third battle, Mo Wugui chose Xiao Xiao. Xiao Xiao immediately conceded defeat. She thought she was not Mo Wugui's opponent and didn't want to fight hard.

Then Su Mu challenged Liu Wenqing. Liu Wenqing voluntarily gave up the war without hesitation, which made the crowd confused. Su Mu ranked fourth and Liu Wenqing ranked sixth. According to reason, the strength of the two people would not be too far apart.

Ye Chen is not surprised by this result.

At the beginning, ye Chen saw Su Mu's powerful means with her own eyes. With one move, she easily killed seven people. Moreover, she also has Xingmeng Lingtong, and her strength is not bottomless.

"In the fifth war, Bi Hua began to choose his opponent." Chang Qingshan said, feeling a little boring.

Then Bi Hua took a deep breath and stepped onto the challenge arena. His eyes fell directly on Ye Chen, with a faint smile in his mouth.

"I want to challenge Ye Chen."

Every time Bi Hua spits out a word, his blood becomes more and more surging, and his body exudes strong self-confidence. After ten days of hard training, his strength has made a qualitative leap.

In this war, he will try his hand with Ye dust, and stand in power in the first war.